52 Birth Of The White Tiger 

Although Lin Bai could feel Leng Yue's killing intent towards him, there was no killing intent within these sword qi. It was as if they were just trying to trap him here. For a moment, he did not know what kind of tricks Leng Yuewas playing.

However, he did not show much panic on his face. After all, he was not in a truly desperate situation yet. When he thought of the thing that was hidden in his teeth previously, it was fortunate that he had the foresight to keep an eye out for it.

Lin Bai held the Ruo Shui sword in his hand to deal with the sword qi that was raging around him. He severed the sword qi, but they actually regenerated. As it continued, it came in an endless stream. Even a person who was made of iron felt a little sore on his wrist.

He repeated it countless times, as if he was carrying out a numbing and mechanical action. Even so, he did not relax at all.

Suddenly, he felt a chill coming from behind him.